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With Gojo Satoru's! younger sister reader // mitsuya + hakkai + baji x fem! reader
request: Hello!! Since ur requests are open, may I request the Toman boys (you can pick who you want to write for) dating headcanons where the reader is Gojo Saturo’s younger sister and who is also a sorcerer?
genre: not fluff but yeah
warnings: curse words, platonic, you know mikey since kids and introduced you to Toman captains, gender only specified in Hakkai's part!, you are a mini fem gojo hehe, not proofread
A.N: yoaimo 💠👄💠 I love jjk so much, this is me trying to pretend I am an entp. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed!
Mitsuya Takashi:
he is amazed by the way you look.
he thought he was a bit extravagant with his purple eyes and hair, and his eyebrows but you where on a different level. blue eyes, with white hair, and it was all natural!
looks to you from afar, in his mind he is making outfits for you, and if you want to make them real.
first one to talk to you out of the whole gang
a sweetheart with everyone and you are no exception.
knowing your powers he definitely kept his distance. he once saw you fight with curses and went 😵 you make it seem so easy.
he asked you how it worked and you did told him the basics because he seemed like a very mature boy and thee fact that he could see curses.
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Shiba Hakkai:
its canon he freaks out around women, and when he saw you he almost fainted.
very attracted to you but still you had something that made him dizzy, your whole aura was on another level
didn't talk to you directly, you always heard things from him from others.
when he started talking to you he couldn't mantain eye contact, and usually it was only "mikey told me this...", "mikey wants to know if you could...", or simply nodding when you came around.
he saw you exorcise a curse by accident and his mind was going crazy. 'what the fuck was that???'
he once saw Satoru with you and just 🧍♂️
like there are 2 of you???, just one comes in a tall male
you are bff with Yuzuha because girl power 💅🏼
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Baji Keisuke:
interested, but acts like you are a normal person.
he knows you are not a regular person tho
he is impulsive like you, just he is a like animalistic and you are more charismatic, same shit but different form.
you embrace your chaotic side with him, going for a walk to burn things, adopt stray cats, usual things for Baji.
he asked if the rumors were true, and if you could demonstrate your powers. and so you did, blowing his mind and going 'keisuke.exe has stopped working'
he expected everything to be false and that you just intimidated a lot of people, thats why they said such things, but turns out it was real and that you truly were a sorcerer.
you explained to him the world of the sorcery and curses, didn't understand nothing but acted like he did.
enjoys your company and loves your personality
goes with you to your missions even if hd can't see curses and you hadn't asked him to go, wants to protect you aaww
Hi, I really enjoy your works and I was wondering if I could request a head canon with mitsuya with a reader who is like Ty lee from Avatar: Legend of Aang.
With a fem! Ty Lee reader // Mitsuya Takashi
genre: fluff
warnings: none!
A.N: this can be seen as platonic or not! Atla is one of my favorite shows and I am very happy to share this piece with all of you. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed!
listen to this! or this! (for the scenario)
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Clapping and music could be heard in the background. Dressed up, with a colorful set, pink and red were standing out, jewelry adorned most of your body, and a big smile in your face.
In the middle of a circle of people enjoying the show, there you were, doing what you most liked to do, performing. You felt their stares, nerves forming in your core, but everything was fine, they were just getting caught in your moves. One stood out from the group, a certain lavender boy admired the girl in front of him, perplexed at the way you swayed your hips, pride and happiness filled him up.
The music was perfect, and how you made such complicated movements had everybody in awe. Cheering from the people at the end of the show, praises and praises slipped from their mouths and you could only smile and thank for such warming welcome from your friends.
"Oi, y/n, you really have talent!" Mitsuya said, a faint blush could be perceived, though, you weren't sure because of the darkness. After all, being in the night with candles lighting up was your favorite way to perform.
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it is no secret that mitsuya is like the perfect boy
he would treat you the best he can
since the first time he saw you he felt something light up inside him
your vibes were adoring for him
he helped you look for somewhere else to stay due to the fact that your family doesn't treat you well
you are childhood friends
maybe those feelings grew up to be something more than friendly...
loves to style you for your shows
if you are part of Toman would be in the 2nd division
very useful because of chi blocking and your flexibility
Mikey was impressed because you actually look like you are dancing while fighting. make it seem so easy
if you are not part of Toman you definitely know them, Mitsuya introduced the founders to you when he started the gang
great friends with Emma, Hina and later Yuzuha too. you make a lot of girl parties and sleepovers
all of the gang loves you because of your spontaneous and innocent personality.
"Mitsuya, is y/n coming? I miss her"
Hakkai has a lot of respect for you
Toman higher ups like to go to your shows to support you!
Mitsuya is very proud of you
he looks out for you too much
visits you very often
he appreciates your chill nature, always calming him if stressed
will always be there for you, no matter how complex the situation is
Overall, everybody treats you super good because you deserve it. Mitsuya loves you the way you are and is very happy to have you in his life<3
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga), 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Anime) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Mitsuya Takashi/Reader Characters: Mitsuya Takashi, reader as a student Additional Tags: i started this in the middle of exams, had to get thru exam season, thinking of mitsuyas arms around me, Comfort, Sleepy Cuddles, Cute, somehow it turned a bit raunchy, consider it a lil treat, Making Out, i just think mitsuya gives the best hugs, and the best cuddles, physical touch as love language, reader is sleep deprived, and suffering thru exams, mitsuya is soooo in love with you, this whole collection is so self-indulgent Series: Part 3 of Forever Boy (Mitsuya Takashi boyfriend scenarios) Summary:
“Tired?” You hum, closing your eyes and burying you’re nose into his shirt which smells like him. Heaven. “Wanna take a nap?” “You have stuff to do,” You mumble, moving so you can look up at him. “I won’t take long, promise.” Mitsuya presses a kiss to your forehead. “I don’t mind, babe.” He really doesn’t. He knows how hard-working you are and your tendency to overwork yourself. You deserve a break once in a while.
or: Mitsuya convinces you to take a nap with him.
“Takashi?”
“Yes?”
“You’ve read the latest chapter of my book, right?”
“Yes.”
“Do you, by any chance, remember anything from it?” You sniffle.
Mitsuya halts the balance wheel with a jerk of his hand, his foot freezing under the table at the same time. Did he hear that right? Did your voice quaver slightly and crack in the middle of that sentence? And did you just sniffle? He leans away from his sewing machine, the half-finished dress laying forgotten, and looks to you standing just outside of his work room as if hesitant to come in and his lips are immediately being pulled into a frown: your eyes are tinted scarlet and puffy as if you’ve just been crying, and, when he inspects closer, appear misty; your bottom lip is tucked in to stop it from quivering but Mitsuya still notices, and your fingers ruthlessly plucking the skin around your nails, a habit Mitsuya has come to know comes as naturally to you as breathing yet it seems to intensify when you’re upset or nervous, peeling a layer of skin too deep that speckles of blood pours out.
Mitsuya also scans you up and down, the messy attire you’re wearing isn’t anything new or unusual but there’s a bit of a dark spot near the hems of your shirt that wasn’t there in the morning. He’s sure because the shirt is his, and he was wearing it in the morning and he’s certain he hasn’t spilled any liquid on himself.
All of the evidence piles up to form an image in his mind that he doesn’t like.
When his steady gaze is back to your face, you cower under it, stuttering out an apology for disturbing him and taking a step to go back to your room. But Mitsuya calls for you to wait and you hesitantly do so. a foot ahead of the other.
Mitsuya stands up, swiftly crosses the room and wraps his arms around your stiffen form. “What happened?” he murmurs atop your head. “Tell me and I’ll help you. Unless you just want to vent, in that case, I’ll always listen. So, what happened?”
Silence envelops the room as he waits until you relax in his arms. It takes a while but Mitsuya is patient with you, whispered assurances falling from his lips that you can take your time and that he’ll always be here for you, and rocking you back and forth in a comforting rhythm. When he suddenly feels the bottom of his shirt being pulled, he knows it’s your desperate fingers curling into it as if to urge him closer into you. When you sag your shoulders and your body slowly melds into his and plant your face in his chest, Mitsuya tightens his hold on you.
“My laptop froze while I was writing.” You breath out against Mitsuya’s chest in a wavering voice. “I waited for it to work again and when it came back the last ten pages of my writing suddenly disappeared.”
Mitsuya purses his lips: you had worked a full one and a half month on that chapter, spent countless nights typing away at your laptop even though you had school the next day, researching whatever need be and asking questions to various people for their opinions on a topic or the chapter, including Mitsuya. You had even persevered through a writer’s block for that chapter. Mitsuya recalls a few days back when you jumped up and down in excitement because you had finished writing a particular difficult scene and could now move on to a much easier part. He knows how hard you worked for it and he hates that the universe could ever be this cruel to you.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers helplessly, breath fanning across your forehead and you let out a hiccup, burrowing deeper in his chest and concealing your face from his eyes.
He doesn’t flinch or pull away when he feels a wet patch beginning to form on his shirt, sticking against his warm skin. Nor does he squirm at the thought that he might have some snot on his shirt after this – he’s had far worse things on him. He doesn’t try anything; he simply lets it be, lets you cry your frustrations out and maffle about how unfair it is.
He wishes he could do something but he’s no expert when it comes to technology. He could barely figure out how to take a screenshot on his Samsung phone; he’d be hopeless with a malfunctioning laptop. And so, with a defeated sigh, he curses whichever god dares to pull a prank like this on you and expects to get away with it. But he can deal with that later. Right now, you need here and beside you is where he needs to be, comforting you and helping you.
Mitsuya softly calls your name. When you don’t respond, he lets you indulge in the embrace a few moments before gently pulling away. Your head remains down-casted, hands coming up to hastily erase any evidence of your breakdown, apologizing again for taking too much of his time just for a mess like you.
He frowns. Your name rolls off his tongue with a light yet stern tinge in his tone. “Don’t say that.” He is quick to halt your wrist and stop yourself before you potentially poke your eye. His other hand comes to swipe some hair pasted to your cheek behind your ear, then his palm gently cradles your face. “It’s okay if you take my time. It’s okay if you’re a mess. I don’t mind, I genuinely don’t. And if you need help, I’m more than happy to assist you. Do you understand?”
Your eyes widen for a second, a glazed disbelief reflecting back at Mitsuya but then it’s gone, vanished. And in its place, a brightness shines through in those eyes, the same one that Mitsuya took note of the first time you met and thought were beautiful and one that never fails to calm his heart every time he sinks into the depths of them. There’s a small bob of your head and Mitsuya knows he’s gained your trust and silently vows to never break it.
“Thanks, Takashi.” Your voice is hoarse but it sounds sweet to him anyway. When the corner of your lips curve upwards, a shy tilt, Mitsuya has to stop himself from leaning in and stealing them for a couple of minutes.
Instead, he shows you a tender smile. “Come on, let’s get your laptop checked and buy ice-cream. Then we can slowly re-write those ten pages, okay? I suppose I can also allow you to stay up late tonight – only a lit bit.” He hurriedly adds when your eyes gleamed dangerously. “I’m dragging you to bed when the clock strikes one. You need your sleep.”
And he needs your cuddles.
You pout and are about to protest when Mitsuya leans down and captures your lips into a gentle kiss. Your lips are soft albeit cold but Mitsuya doesn’t mind; he can feel the previous wet trails of your tears on his cheek but Mitsuya doesn’t mind; he can taste the saltiness of your tears in his mouth but Mitsuya doesn’t mind. The only thing on his mind is the feel of your lips against his, how long he’s wanted it and how much longer he wants to have it on him. His hand is still on your cheek and when you both pull apart, heaving, you lean into his touch, sighing.
“Okay.” You huff out. “I’ll sleep at one.”
Mitsuya grins and leans down again, but this time, his forehead meets yours. “Good.” He whispers the word, staring into your eyes as deeply as possible. “I’m sorry I can’t do anything about it.”
“It’s okay.” You whisper back.
“And I’ll always be there for you, okay? We’ll go through life together.”
You sprout a tired but sincere smile when he presses his warm lips to your forehead. And in that little two second kiss which should have lasted one second, Mitsuya decides to pour in all of his promises that no words could truly emphasize into existence: to always make times for you; to always be there for you; to always lend you an ear, a shoulder, his chest, literally any part of his body for you comfort and assistance; to always help you when you need him; to always guide you when you seem lost; to protect you from the cruel gods above and the equally cruel humans below; to always make all of your needs and wants his first priority and lastly, to love and take care of you until his body fatigues and is unable to handle more and his lungs shrivel up like a deflated balloon and his arms are sore and the soles of his feet are pulsing.
Mitsuya promises to love and take care of you eternally because he drinks a lot of milk so he has strong bones. He won’t ever tire.
That’s also a promise.
i have found another relationship to appreciate
these two big bros
i love love love to imagine how these two started to interact cuz theyre the older brothers in their family and toman. draken, chifuyu, baji, and kazutora all have the "only child syndrome", mikey is the middle child mess, we dont know anything about mucho's life and i think practically everyone ignores him and sanzu. so among the mess they found themselves in, these two created a tight bond no one ever expected.
their contrasting nature works: mitsuya with his polite way of talking, respects everyone unless they give him a reason not to, and generally is a friendly nice guy while smiley has a rough way with his language, disregards anyone who is not worth his time and once you peel back the layers is just as amiable as his twin. yet they share that responsibility of being the big brother, of taking care of their younger sibling/s. they get each other.
i imagine the day the kawata twins were introduced, nahoya and mitsuya locked eyes and nodded cuz they have that "older sibling" vibe to them that only the other one gets. they just went "i feel u, bro" and left mikey and draken to wonder wtf is going on.
they can also telepathically communicate!!! whenever one of them is having a rough time, the other acknowledges it and tries to destress them. nahoya catches mitsuya struggling to be strong and offers him a handkerchief, tells him its okay to cry it out. one day, mitsuya happens to stumble upon one of the kawata twins arguments and gently intervenes, explaining to souya that his brother just wants him to be safe and telling nahoya that he doesnt have to raise his voice and could also explain things in a soft voice because souya is not a three year old anymore.
i also would like to imagine these two eat together and just talk about the hilarious stuff their siblings have done or advice each other on how to get them to sleep quicker or what to give them for their birthdays.
"luna tricked mana into letting her cut her hair yesterday."
"seriously? man, shes got bal-"
"nahoya."
"confidence. shes got the confidence that every girl should have."
mitsuya sighs. "gods know what mom wouldve done to me if she saw half of mana's hair gone."
they just get along with each other and its a mystery to others. their bond became so close that they swore to take care of each others siblings in case something happens to them.
naturally, them being close also meant souya and luna and mana see each other very often. they get together every once in a while and although souya is older than luna and mana, the three of them are a pact and already have inside jokes. oh and hakkai's there too.
A Hundred Promises In One Kiss - erlandwrites - 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga) [Archive of Our Own]
"Takashi?"
"Yes?"
"You've read the latest chapter of my book, right?"
"Yes."
"Do you, by any chance, remember anything from it?" You sniffle.
Mitsuya halts the balance wheel with a jerk of his hand, his foot freezing under the table at the same time. Did he hear that right? Did your voice quaver slightly and crack in the middle of that sentence? And did you just sniffle?
